Seamstress Tale

A few years back I was going by a house and there was a sign, 

it read "Modista" which is Spanish for "Seamstress".

I am always on the lookout for a seamstress, specially after 
Valeria passed away. 

Valeria was my seamstress, a small, elderly woman who I think 

sewed as a hobby because she use to charge me ridiculously 

small sums for her work.

Just imagine charging a dollar for changing a zipper !

I remember trying to give her more money and she would refuse to 

take more than what she had originally charged - 

even though she lived very modestly.

-Black sweater - Black trousers Charter Club - Berska black and white shoes - Tous black bag

So, going back to the seamstress sign, I went home and a few days later 

I had a vintage dress that needed altering, so I figured I would try that

new seamstress I found.

So I went back.

Knocked on the door and this tall blonde with a Cuban 
accent opened the door.

She smelled like cigarettes and cats - bad combo.

So I tell her I saw the sign and she tells me she is the seamstress 
and I walk in and try on the dress and she puts 
a pin here and a pin there... 

Tells me I can go back in a week for the dress.

As I am sitting down I notice that she is wearing an ankle bracelet.

Not a fashionable one... it's a house arrest ankle bracelet.

I recognized it from a tv series.

Vintage scarf

I left wondering what this woman had done and why she was on house arrest.

I also waved farewell to my vintage dress, I figured I'd never get it back.

 But I did, a week later I picked it up - I don't think she did anything to it

as I had to take it to another seamstress.

Maybe she was on house arrest for scamming people...